Chapter 34 #2
“Of course you are,” Alric muttered as he tightened his hands in Cameron’s and pulled his mate in for a slow, deep kiss.
Cameron hummed, nuzzling his cheek against Alric’s. “You said something about a spell. We better get to it, because there are other things I really want to do to you in this room.”
“Yes, the bonding spell.” Alric straightened and dragged in a deep breath. He wanted this, but he also wanted Cameron. One thing at a time.
“The spell is quite simple. You draw power from me, focus, and say sifa fat-conqi gabofo zold vitar gev adi ,” Alric instructed.
“What’s it mean?”
“I claim you as my mate and bind your soul to mine.”
“Wow.”
“And I will reply with sifa fat-conqi gabofo zold vitae , which means I claim you as my mate and give my soul to you.”
Cameron winked at him. “Sounds simple enough.” Cameron rolled his shoulders and shook his arms a little, getting himself loose before closing his eyes.
After a couple of centering breaths, Alric could feel Cameron’s gentle touch.
It was like those long, nimble fingers were caressing his soul. So sweet, so perfect.
When Cameron opened his eyes and met Alric’s gaze, he let out a little gasp.
He knew what his lover was seeing. The gold ring around his eyes had expanded, briefly flaring and filling in the deep blue of his irises.
There was a smile of wonder on his face as he said, “ Sifa fat-conqi gabofo zold vitar gev adi. ”
For a moment, Alric just relished the feel of his powers flowing into Cameron, filling and strengthening his mate. Making Cameron his forever.
“ Sifa fat-conqi gabofo zold vitae, ” Alric said in a low, firm voice.
And for the first time, the gold flared in Cameron’s eyes, washing over the brown so that Cameron’s glowed with a golden light.
The magic power flowed out of Alric through his right arm and rushed back from Cameron’s body through his left. The circle was complete.
With the flow of energy came an explosion of emotions.
Alric could clearly feel Cameron’s joy, excitement, and love.
The world just seemed sharper, bigger, more than it had been before finding his mate.
As if every one of his senses had been dialed up to eleven.
Or maybe blinders had been ripped away by his mate, and he could finally see the world for what it truly was.
His dragon roared with approval, the vibrations running through Alric’s body.
After a few seconds, the energy flowing between them slowed to just a trickle and the brown flowed back into Cameron’s eyes.
Alric stepped close again, admiring the little flecks of gold now embedded in his irises, giving them an added sparkle.
Later, he would give Cameron things to show the world he belonged to Alric, and to mark his station in the clan, but this permanent physical change could never be removed or stolen away.
“Is that it? Are we officially mated now?” Cameron inquired with a cheeky grin.
“We are mated now and forever. No power in all the world could rip us apart.” Alric placed a kiss to Cameron’s neck and then another to his jaw. “Ich liebe dich. Ich liebe dich,” he repeated after every kiss.
Cameron turned his head and captured Alric’s mouth in a wonderful kiss he could feel all the way down to his toes.
Releasing his hands, Alric pulled at Cameron’s shirt.
The bonding ceremony and all the general formalities of making Cameron his were finally over.
Now he could claim his mate the old-fashioned way—hot, sweaty sex.
“I love you too,” Cameron growled into his mouth.
He kissed Alric hard for a second before pushing away.
He ripped his shirt off and twirled it over his head a few times before tossing it somewhere behind Alric.
The dragon didn’t bother looking. He was too busy inspecting every inch of Cameron’s chest, looking for any signs of bruising or scratches created by the Jaeggi.
He was determined to kiss every tender spot on his lover’s body.
The red marks on Cameron’s wrists from the damn duct tape still enraged him.
“Oh, this mate stuff is going to be fun,” Cameron practically purred. “You won’t be able to get away with lying about what you’re feeling.”
“What—” Alric started to say, ripping his eyes back up to Cameron’s face, but realization dawned on him that Cameron could now feel the ripple of anger still coursing through him.
He huffed, settling into a less than dignified pout.
“They hurt you and you belong to me. Dragons aren’t good at dealing with others harming those they care for. ”
“It was just a few scratches and maybe a bruise on my ass.”
“And still my dragon wants to melt them with his fire.”
Cameron chuckled. He started working on the buttons to Alric’s shirt. “Not just set them on fire but melt them .”
“I want to incinerate them to ash.”
“I think it’s my duty as your mate to distract my little fire bug.” As he revealed some bare skin, Cameron leaned down and pressed a kiss to Alric’s chest.
“If you think you can,” Alric teased.
Cameron gazed up at Alric, that wicked smile back on his plump lips.
“Oh, I think I can.” He revealed even more of his chest, parting his shirt so that he could swipe one of Alric’s nipples with his tongue.
A gasp erupted from Alric’s throat, and his body jerked at the rush of delicious sensations through his body.
Yes, his mate most definitely could distract him.
Alric refused to be passive, rubbing his hands down Cameron’s back, reveling in all the smooth, warm skin under his hands.
Cameron murmured and hummed his pleasure as he removed Alric’s shirt from his body and pressed kisses across his chest. His lips returned to Alric’s, the kiss deeper and hungry as they attacked each other’s pants at the same time.
The hunger and desperation were back, consuming Alric with a different kind of fire. He needed to feel and taste Cameron.
“Dammit! We forgot something,” his lover suddenly announced. He dropped his head to Alric’s shoulder and nibbled on a tendon there in his frustration.
“What’s that?”
“The jar of cream. I guess we can just move to the bedroom.”
“Nope,” Alric said. He turned Cameron to face the chairs and the table separating them in particular. In the center of the dark wood table sat the infamous jar of cream, as if it were an innocent container for candy or a decorative knickknack.
“You devious man!” Cameron gasped. “Were you planning this all along? When did you move that in here? Or do you just have Lisette supplying you with multiple jars?”
“Same jar. Though, now that you mention it, maybe I should have more jars made for around our suite of rooms. I moved it in here the last morning you woke in my arms. I just didn’t realize so much chaos would occur between then and now.”
“First thing tomorrow, I’m going to have Lisette teach me how to make the cream. I do not want her knowing how much of that stuff we’re using. And second, yes, we need many, many more jars.”
With a playful growl, Alric pulled Cameron back into his arms and shoved both hands down the back of his lover’s now open pants, kneading the muscles of both ass cheeks.
Cameron moaned, stoking the fire within Alric.
He loved every sound Cameron made, loved how he never held anything back.
Every time they were together, Alric was sure he was getting pure, undiluted Cameron.
“You’re killing me, honey. I don’t want to come in my pants,” Cameron panted in his ear as Alric slid one long finger between his cheeks to tease his hole.
“Tell me what you want. I’ll give you anything,” Alric panted.
Cameron shoved Alric back a little and grinned. “Pants off and sit in the chair. I want to ride my dragon.”
Alric clenched his teeth as his dick throbbed at Cameron’s command.
Yes. All of that, yes. He definitely wanted to watch his lover riding his dick.
Toeing out of his shoes, Alric slipped his thumbs inside of his pants and briefs, shoving them to the floor together.
He paused only long enough to remove his socks before dropping into the chair, completely naked.
Looking up, he found Cameron now naked as well, his eyes sweeping over Alric’s body in bold appraisal.
He’d never thought he’d reach the day where he was no longer self-conscious about his body, but with Cameron, he felt no phantom aches or nervous twitches.
There was no need to quickly cover himself.
He relaxed in his chair and smiled at the man in front of him, welcoming him to look at his leisure.
For the first time in five hundred years, he was at home in his own skin and it was all thanks to his lover. His mate.
“My god, you can’t help it. You’re just always sexy,” Cameron swore softly.
Wrapping one hand around his hard length, Alric slowly stroked himself while curling his index finger on his free hand, beckoning Cameron closer. “You make me feel sexy and powerful every time you look at me. Now get over here so I can make you feel sexy and powerful.”
“There’s my bossy dragon.” Cameron strolled closer, but instead of standing in front of Alric, he moved to the table, where he removed the lid from the jar.
Dipping his right hand into the thick cream, he covered his fingers before moving in front of Alric.
He placed his left hand on the arm of the chair and leaned forward, that evil smile back on his perfect lips. “Why don’t you hold that up for me?”